My Great-Granddaughter Has the Potential to Become a God (Forced to Work)

Awakening Square was packed to the brim, with all the top brass of Spirit Hall gathered there.

Spies from the various major sects were also present, but Qian Daoliu paid them no mind.

When Azure Luan carried out the star of the day, cheers erupted throughout the crowd.

Guang Ling had made preparations early that morning, though he had been conflicted for quite some time beforehand.

What if he awakened a useless martial soul for Xiao Mo? What if the awakening failed?

But with the support and reassurance of his good brothers, Guang Ling finally calmed down.

Qian Daoliu had even declared domineeringly beforehand that even if it was a useless martial soul, he would pile resources onto Xiao Mo until she became a Title Douluo.

"Fifth Great-Grandpa, why are your dark circles so much worse? You look like a giant panda! It's so funny!"

Guang Ling could only smile helplessly. He had been too nervous to sleep, but he did not dare tell Xiao Mo that.

Otherwise, she would definitely laugh at him. His image in Xiao Mo's heart would surely collapse!

However, Xiao Mo felt that Guang Ling's image was that he got taught a lesson by the other consecrators every day.

If he was not getting beaten, he was on his way to getting beaten. In any case, not a single day passed without him getting beaten.

Once Qian Daoliu saw that almost everyone had arrived, he began his long-winded speech.

With everything ready, Xiao Mo skipped into the formation.

"Xiao Mo, don't be nervous. Carefully sense the power within your body and slowly guide it into your hand."

As he spoke, Guang Ling's gentle soul power flowed into Xiao Mo's body. In an instant, countless golden points of light floated behind her.

Qian Renxue excitedly gripped Su Yan's hand, while Su Yan also watched Xiao Mo nervously.

Suddenly, a fragrant aroma spread through the Awakening Hall. Behind her, a huge lily bloomed, shimmering with streams of multicolored light.

Everyone present was bewildered. Only Yue Guan excitedly stepped forward and dropped to his knees before Xiao Mo.

"This... this is the Eighteen-Colored Glazed Divine Lily, the emperor of flowers!"

Everyone's heads filled with question marks upon hearing Yue Guan's words, because no one on the continent had ever awakened such a martial soul.

Yue Guan did not hesitate and immediately explained it to everyone.

"No wonder Xiao Mo can command plants and flowers. This martial soul has two effects. First is luck: she will naturally be free of illness and disaster, blessed with great fortune, and encounter no bottlenecks in cultivation. Second is the submission of all flowers."

After hearing Yue Guan's explanation, everyone drew in sharp breaths. This martial soul was far too heaven-defying!

Before anyone could respond, Guang Ling, who was conducting the awakening, shouted.

"No, Xiao Mo is still absorbing my soul power. She has another martial soul in her body."

The moment he finished speaking, a massive figure appeared in the sky, and an aura of light and healing spread throughout Spirit City.

Everyone looked up to see a thirty-six-winged angel floating in the sky. Its healing power even repaired the internal injuries of some people with hidden ailments.

Everyone in Spirit City began worshipping it, convinced that the Angel God had revealed herself!

Qian Daoliu looked at the angel, excitement appearing on his face.

"This... this is an ancestral bloodline reversion—the Thirty-Six-Winged Healing Archangel King!"

Seeing everyone's confusion, Qian Daoliu explained that the original Angel God had two hundred and forty-six pairs of wings. That had been a true angel.

The reason the Qian Clan possessed Six-Winged Angels was because they had undergone ten thousand years of evolution and degeneration!

Before Qian Daoliu could finish, Guang Ling shouted again.

"Wait, it seems like there's another martial soul!"

This time, everyone completely lost their composure. Twin martial souls were already the mark of a genius among geniuses!

As Guang Ling spoke, a scorching, majestic aura surged forth, and another angelic phantom appeared in the sky.

"This... this is the Thirty-Six-Winged Flame Judgment Archangel King!"

Qian Daoliu was overjoyed. Another ancestral bloodline reversion, and three martial souls as well—what genius on the continent could compare to his great-granddaughter?

Just as Qian Daoliu was about to burst into laughter, Guang Ling anxiously interrupted him.

"Big Brother, Xiao Mo seems to have another martial soul in her body! My soul power isn't enough anymore. Come help me!"

His words shocked everyone present once again. Four martial souls—was Spirit Hall about to defy the heavens?

The spies from the major sects simply could not believe what they were seeing. Who on the continent had ever possessed four martial souls?

Seeing this, the other consecrators immediately flew behind Guang Ling and sent their soul power into him.

Within the formation, Xiao Mo only felt incomparably comfortable, as though something was about to burst from her body.

Before long, a phoenix cry rang throughout Spirit City. A seven-colored phoenix flew over the city.

The phoenix scattered countless red specks of light, actually causing the realms of those present to loosen.

"This is the Seven-Colored Heavenly Phoenix!"

Su Yan looked at the phantom in surprise, because this was a divine beast that had only existed in the prehistoric world of his previous life.

But before everyone could celebrate, the seven consecrators sensed that Xiao Mo was still absorbing their soul power.

"Five martial souls!!!"

When the seven consecrators shouted this, everyone present went numb. They were too shocked to say anything and only wanted to see what this martial soul would be.

This time, Xiao Mo absorbed nearly three-fifths of the seven consecrators' soul power before this martial soul was finally forced out.

The instant it emerged, the surrounding space collapsed, and the martial soul phantoms Xiao Mo had just awakened began to flicker.

Suddenly, an enormous black shadow appeared in the sky. It sat upon a throne and looked down at the people below as though they were ants.

When Xiao Mo saw the phantom, she immediately looked happily at Su Yan and shouted.

"It's Daddy! My martial soul is actually Daddy! (σ≧∀≦)σ"

Su Yan was equally dumbfounded. He had no idea Xiao Mo had actually awakened him.

Xiao Mo's awakening finally ended. Qian Daoliu looked at her and laughed toward the heavens.

"As expected of my Qian Clan's bloodline. My great-granddaughter, Qian Daoliu's great-granddaughter, has the potential to become a god."

The moment Qian Daoliu said this, Su Yan hurriedly stepped forward and covered his mouth.

"Old Master, you can't say that! The karmic consequences are too great!"

Su Yan's actions left Qian Daoliu bewildered, as well as everyone else. They had no idea what madness had gotten into him.

Qian Daoliu slapped Su Yan away, then took out an enormous soul power testing crystal and walked over to Xiao Mo.

"Xiao Mo, quickly test how much soul power you have."

Xiao Mo obediently placed her hand on it, but the crystal ball exploded the instant she touched it.

Everyone went numb again. Nothing that happened now could surprise them anymore, because they had become completely numb!

Only Qian Daoliu, his hands trembling, picked Xiao Mo up and looked at everyone.

"Xiao Mo's soul power is actually level 50. Even geniuses pale before her!"

Upon hearing Qian Daoliu's words, everyone dropped to their knees and shouted in unison.

"Heaven bless Spirit Hall!!"

After everything was over, Xiao Mo entered Consecration Hall surrounded by the seven consecrators.

The seven old men began arguing again over who would teach Xiao Mo cultivation. Watching them quarrel, Xiao Mo secretly slipped away to Papal Hall.

After the matter ended, Qian Renxue and Su Yan also returned to the Heaven Dou Empire. They would not come back until the Continental Elite Tournament began.

Xiao Mo ran to Bibi Dong. The moment she saw her, she leaped up and grabbed onto her large soft chest.

"Grandma, can I participate in that tournament this time?"

Bibi Dong could only hold her helplessly, stroking her little head as she said gently.

"Alright, I'll let you participate!"

Bibi Dong thought that she only needed to change the rules. Who would dare refuse? That was the authority of Spirit Hall's Pope.